The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1887-05-29

NIL UEOV0r.
The mans face flushed hotly, for he
was very sensitive of the years between
them, and after few moments of sill
ence he put out his hand and taking hers
Tor scarcely moment in his own, be
said coldly:
II beg your pardon, Miss Raymond i
forgot you was child, with child's
feelings. 1t Is not necessary to explain
why | asked you here for last W ak to.
day, Tor you are too young, / presume
to understand me-"
He raised his hat in adieu, but DAISY
hurt and angry at his tone, called after
him, saying scornfully;
III you see any pretty dolls in the
city you will send me one, won't you
Mr.. Grover?'
He did not answer, for he was more
hurt at the allusion to the difference in
their ages than she knew, but his
silence was so provoking, and she cal
led again:
Mr.. Grover!"
He turned with a new hope in his
heart, but without looking at him she
said, sweetly:
II it is not asking too much, l would
ike some bon-bons with the doll; all
children like them"
He was hurt before, but he was angry
now, and his eyes were flashing at her
insolence. and he said, angrily:
You will beg my pardon for this be-
fore we are friends again, Miss Ray
mond."
81 never will" said Daisy, most de.
cidedly, unless -"
"Well, be said, still hoping she would
give him encouragement.
Unless you give nae the doll and bon
bons"
He turned on hls heel and strobe
away without word. Daisy watched
him out of sight, and then listened
until she heard the whistle of the train
that bore him away to the city to prac-
tee as physician; and she knew that
il would be long weary days before he
would come back again.
She tried to make herself believe that
she did not care. but the tears came in
the soft eyes, and she gathered up the
clover blossoms he had arranged for her
and kissed them softly; for she did loye
the handsome doctor, and would very
likely have told him so if he had re.
turned; but Willard Grover, sitting in
the crowded cars, was thinking bitterly
that he had made fool of himself and
bit his lips bitterly as he thought of the
dolls and bon-bons.
And then he thought sadly of his forty
years, and wondered how he could have
been so foolish as to think that one so
young and lovely as Daisy Raymond
could link her fresh young life with his.
And he felt even older than he was,
for all his life had been a continual
struggle with poverty, and each year
had been full of care. For he had his
young sister TO educate and support, and
he had never thought OF wife until he
met lovely Daisy Raymond.
But now q physician, an old and
valued friend, had died, and in taking
the position vacated, with good prac-
tice, the way had seemed clearer and
brighter, and he had now dared to think
of Daisy.
The months went by, and when
nearly a year had passed Mr.. Grover
His sister was to be married, and in
sisted upon his being groomsman, and
Daisy was to be bridesmaid. He came
on the evening train, scarcely an hour
before time, and Daisy fastened the
flowers in her hair with trembling
hands, and went down to meet him
with a beating heart, wondering what
be would say and do.
He was standing in the ball when she
came slowly down, looking more hand
some than ever and Daisy wondered how
she had ever dared to tell that dignihed
man that he was old
enough to be her father. She need not
have feared for him, for he came for
ward with perfect ease and took her
hand saying, quietly:
"How do you do, my daughtef?"
She did not answer, and he looked
smiIineIy down on the flushed cheeks
and downcast eyes, but there was not
time TO say more until after ther cere-
mony had been performed, and then he
drew her out OF the heated rooms into
the cool, moonlit porch, and turning to
her. he said. gravely:
Have you not kiss for your father'
Daisy?"
An angry hight cleaned in her eyes
and she drew back hsughtily, as she
said:
am not chlld."
He laughed and said. carelessly:
Il am sorry to near that, Miss Ray
mond. for YOU will hardly appreciate
the lovely doll and delicious bon-bons
that have bought you, then"
she turned away her face, saying
softly:
Il did not know that you were SO IN
forgiving, Mr.. Grover.
You have not asked my forgive
ness, he said eagerly:
and l never will, Daisy answered,
with her old spirit. 4
But you said you would II l brought
tbs coil and bon bOns, Daisy Ism your
He held up before her tiny doH and
p heautifuI box filed with confectionery,
and she laughed in spite OF herself, ana
knelr. still laughing, and ciasping her
hands in mock suppiication, sald;
Il beg your pardon, father. -.
He took the bright face between ms
hands, OBTAINING her.
THAT is not enough, DAISY, ne Sa1o
You must confess, too.
Il have nothing to confess. :,
You must confess that you loyekme.
But DON'T" she answered, her lace
crimson with bushes.
But he read q different light In the
dark ewes. and although she Is MS Wue
now he cannot teach her TO can nm
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